Dienstag, 13. Dezember 2011

Most of the time I want everyone to just fuck off-
But sometimes ,when no one asks me whats wrong ,I feel so alone and ignored. Like I'm desperately crying out just begging for some attention from anyone who'll listen ,but no one ever does. So it doesn't make sense that I push everyone away. It doesn't at all...But I do .

I mean ,a little attention is what I crave .But it's weird ,I still resent everyone who acts like they care and went to be left alone
Sometimes I think I was born backwards...
You know, come out of my mum the wrong way
I hear words go past me backwards
The people I should love, I hate, and the people I hate...

Montag, 12. Dezember 2011

It's like, I'm not a person
I'm a disease 

That's all that's left of me 
And if I let go, I'll disappear

Donnerstag, 8. Dezember 2011

Depression war nie tragbar,
Doch steht uns so gut!
Wie wir Rotwein und Pillen mischen, 
So kleine Pupillen blitzen auf!
 Endlich taub!
Dort im Mondschein erfüllt en' bisschen Raum
Hier zu Haus - im Verlorenen der Welt
Immer leben für's Fliegen, 
Doch sind geboren, um zu rennen
Und wir rennen!